Whoa. Hey, uh...next time somebody spikes the coffee supply with the happy go weirdo juice? Remind me not to drink it?

I feel like I was somebody else for a week. And that there was a part of my mind that was missing...some big powerful force wasn't there, and it actually made me happy.

Yeah, not drinking anything but water for awhile. Or Mountain Dew. At least I know that's bottled and safe.

Edit:
And while I'm at it, where the fuck did everybody go? Tess and all her entourage, a whole shitload of those people from Neptune, all of them. Did God just clean house and not tell anyone what the hell was going on or what? Jesus, Gigi. You could have warned a guy that he was losing a surrogate sister.

There is something wholly depressing about trying to convey even the simplest of regimen and strategy to a class full of Branson wannabes and Academy/boot camp rejects.

I shall make a list of where they are hired and avoid those businesses akin to the Black Death.



[Swapped with Henry Jekyll]

My God, it's so fucking boring right now, I swear. Got an itch, and it hasn't been scratched in quite a while I need something to fix that. Anything, really. I hate being bored. Not fun at all.

[Al Potter]
Hey, you. You're cute Busy right now? I'd like to come over. I mean, if you're not doing anything, or I can just watch you work with those pretty plants some more.

[ooc: he's not himself exactly, switched personalities with Elle. ^_^]

Some guy shot himself in the foot with a nail gun because he forgot he loaded it.

I don't think I've laughed that hard in a couple days.

. . . Hesam didn't think it was funny. Weird.

...Quite frankly I don't see what's all the fuss and weird looks about asking the angry drunk why he's in a mood instead of just tossing him out of the front door.

Clearly, something was eating at him and the chance of him opening up to a friendly ear was plausible.

Oh bugger.

I make sense again. And my improb-ability has diminished.

There must be a potion or hex for this. Maybe just a chocolate frog...

.......

......hhhm.


No ticket.

Mary, my dear, I hope you found that small bunch of larkspur I left for you in the den. Such a small symbol with which to declare my heart.

And what a glorious day! I've decided, for now at least, to put some more study in these supernatural creatures, instead of ... blowing them away, as it were. Some of them are quite lovely to watch in their natural habitat.

Sam, the patience and empathy you show are much admired. When are you going to do right by your lady, and give her your name?

I ... Feel like shopping!

Who's with me?

There's something to be said about a glass of fine wine when one needs to wind down.

This day is taxing me. I don't wish to repeat one like it anytime in the future. If I never have to be near another incompetent person again, it will be too soon. These Jedi pretenders are simply not the same. In my day, you knew who the Jedi were.





[ooc: Qui is Draco, in case that isn't coming across.]

I swear to God, the next pencil neck that comes into my lab to whine about some niggling detail over expenses in Development is not going to wake up. That's their job, they went and got the shiny shiny degrees in accounting and business, they handle it.

Gotta thank ya Azzy, for leaving these here though. Just can't get enough sugar right now.